Joss could you please start a micromogals factory and churn out awesomeness at shiny prices?

I can almost picture it, like something off the Discovery Channel or National Geographic, thousands of tiny micromogals surgically dismantling the big studios like a thousand tiny fire ants in the amazon rain forest devouring a jaguar. A big fat poorly written jaguar! No, I don't like it.... I LOVE IT!

Bust out a Sony HVR-Z7U, a copy of Final Cut, and a Maxtor Tera byte drive and change the industry forever! *Insert Horrible Laugher*

How can one person be so unremittingly funny? And not in a stupid way, but in the very opposite of a stupid way? How? How?

"Micromogul." Hah!

Did anyone read the associated link with Wired's take on the Captain Hammer webcomic? It's all "we thought from the Dr. Horrible teaser that Horrible would be just a campy romp but the webcomic hints at a dark, Orwellian layer." Harrumph. Don't people know by now that nothing Joss does is without layers, whether Orwellian or other? But the Orwellian thing is interesting, indeed. We shall see. We shall see.

Holy gwpaapa. Dr. Horrible has an Edith Anne chair. (Well, I guess she had a rocking chair, but we had a chair just like his, maybe even bigger, in the entrance to Taft Furniture Warehouse growing up, and to me it was always the Edith Anne chair.)

He's so adorably tiny with an attitude in it! And I believe he may be setting a supervillain fashion precedent wearing those tall white boots with the lab coat. Is that Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows on his bookshelf?